Song Yiyi widened her eyes. Five million Yuan and she still had a disdainful tone. This was almost the price of her house.
"Just drive it for now, change it in a few days."
The girl in pink spoke casually. After she finished speaking, the girl in the white dress beside her said, "Look at this bracelet of mine, it was a custom-made birthday gift from my dad in France."
"Not bad, it's made by Master Billy, right?" The girl in pink recognized it immediately.
"Yes, it cost six hundred thousand."
As the girl in the white dress spoke, Song Yiyi nearly shrank under the table. A bracelet for six hundred thousand, that was almost the price of her car.
No wonder these people looked at her with such disdain; she was completely a bumpkin here. Clothes worth a few thousand Yuan were simply not presentable.
Song Yiyi shrank back, hoping everyone would ignore her, but she couldn't get her wish.
